Hey    2003-03-27 23:21:14 ET
Well so I am about to go to bed and suddenly I hear some sounds coming from the Third floor of my Dorm complex... so I crack open the door to look out and see these two guys fighting. They each had a friend holding them back but it was so funny. HAHAHAHA... it was super funny. They were talkin shit about each other's girlfriends and saying how they weren't pussies and not walking away and shit like that.

I always laugh at that kind of stuff... cuz you know that if they really wanted to fight they wouldn't even be talking to each other. They'd just be fighting.

But the reason I posted this was not cuz I felt that it was post worthy but at a time like this I believe that we all need to take a look at the simplicity of everything that's happening. I feel like we are trying to be too complex in our thoughts on events such as these.
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 Am I Just Imagining Things?    2003-03-27 18:00:48 ET
It seems that people just keep disappearing suddenly off of sk... I'm just a little curious. If anyone has any information to where all my buddies are being sent to I would be greatly appreciative!!

 Poetry Haters Suck    2003-03-26 17:41:55 ET
I will NEVER STOP posting poetry!!! Everyone who doesn't like and can suck it!! What the FUCK gives anyone the right to say that I can or cannot post poetry on MY Journal page!!!


There... sorry... I saw that Nicole was pissed about someone hating poetry and so I got angry too!!


 More Blah    2003-03-25 20:56:42 ET
Had a break in my studying and decided to write a little diddly here... it's been too long it seems since I last wrote. Well criticize...I mean critique away.

The Question

A pause in between screams
Underneath and below
But never above it seems
Twitch and exhale it out
Anything but what it's meant to be

No need to ask forgiveness
No matter what I say
This synapse will never miss
Just wasted and rotten
Dark and blackened at the tips

The words fade to dust on my tongue
Dull taste to your sweet embrace
Eye quivering in and among
Thoughts of it all fading
Stopping as the poisoned arrow is flung

Away with it all resounding
Echo back to my parched ears
It's all too late
And nothing is left over
Away with it stinging still
Echo back from my flooded mouth
Still too late
And everything is under

Which is the way they will ask and without much glance I will tell the story of my buried soul and pain that I've caused and how my way has lain my broken bones upon your window sill and they will drive still to find the place that they are lookin for but it has already up and left

Gone with the words that die in the air between...


 The Answer    2003-03-24 20:39:31 ET
Today was just another day at school but I think I have finally found the source of my angst and laziness...


Where has it gone for I know not... all I know is that I feel so stagnant and just all around blob-like. My parents think they are so smart by removing all of the apparent "distractions" (i.e. guitar) so as to help my study habits but really all they did was further fuel my decline into just being another typical lazy teenager.

I need to find some inspiration somewhere quick before I find myself looking down the barrel of potentially spending my Sophomore year at home going to community college...

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